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Okay, but you realize he heals and stuff, right? That's not exactly encouraging to us mere mortals.

[But it's pretty clear that he's teasing as he carefully sets the painting the side on his desk and turns to reach out for the cookies instead. He's not going to turn down free pastry.]

If I die, I'm leaving everything to Dum-E.

[krasnaya_vdova]

Oh, c'mon. I was making sure they tasted good, not testing for poison. [She hands them over with a smile. The cookies are pleasantly soft, a little more brown sugar and vanilla than usual, but it had been an old cookbook. Of course, maybe that had been why Steve liked them.]

That's honestly a terrifying idea, you know. Oh, but actually--

[She pauses, pulling out a very ugly stuffed toy, and tosses it lightly toward DUM-E. Can he catch? Who knows. Yes, she got something for your robots, Tony. Hopefully they can share.]

Didn't want them to feel left out.

[buildsomething]

[Dum-E does might have caught it, if he'd had any idea it was coming. As it was, the toy bounces off of his frame and Dum-E's claw twists around to inspect it. A moment or so of poking the thing, and he finally picks it up with an air of pride.

Tony, who'd watched the entire thing with open amusement, snorts and flicks a look Ava's way.]

I'm sure he appreciates it.

[The bot seems pleased at least, toy still held aloft as he scoots over towards his charging station.]